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Jet fuel can't melt steel beams.
When people pretend to be hardcore sports fans. Too many women on my timeline are riding hard for the Warriors right now but didn't see them post a single thing during their down years.
Public restrooms with "high-tech" hand drying stations, no paper towels and door handles on the INSIDE.
An hour into a solo session last night, the munchies hit me hard. It's 3 in the morning and aint nothing open so i stroll down the block to 7-11. When i get there its like the gods themselves are guiding me. I somehow make it past the crack brownies they have by the register and wind up on the cookie aisle. Immediately my gaze is met by a 1lb bar rice krispy treat. My knees buckle. I weebay and thats when i see it. A Betty Crocker box of brownie mix. Decisions, decisions. I use stoner logic. If i get the rice krispy treat, im gonna open it like a a-hole, try to eat way too much, fail and then end up clucking out on the couch due to sugar/weed coma. My dogs, Lucky Sir Lucious Leftfoot and King Kobe Kalil AKA 3 stacks would def finesse me for my rice krispy while im out. Not a good look.
Rice Krispy is out. So brownies it is. Now i have to gage my laziness. Can i really be bothered to make brownies or should i go with the safe bet and cop a few of premade? I fiddle with the crack brownies on the counter, feeling them up to see which ones are worthy. None meet my satisfaction. I ask the clerk when the fresh brownies gonna get put out and he tells me those are fresh. Why he trying to play me? I cant deal with the disrespect so i decide to just get the mix. Besides the math is in my favor. I can make 12 brownies for the same price of buying 3.
I make my purchase and saunter home merrily. I begin my task of mixing the mix and thats when i see it.
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Peep the top left corner.
"Do Not Eat Raw Brownie Batter"
F you Betty Crocker! You know goddamn well Im gonna eat some of the batter raw.
Last night i learned something about myself. I'm one brownie mix box away from murder at any given moment.
So NT what takes you from 0 to Rosie Perez for no apparent reason?
Oh yeah brownies
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i ate like 4 of them boys last night![]()
Let's take a look at what happened to Ciara:I just got irrationally angry reading this:
"Ciara has recently opened up about her competition in the industry, or according to her the lack of. When asked why she wasn’t as much of a household name as Beyonce or Rihanna, Ciara told The Guardian that she doesn’t see them as competition because she’s had just as many big hits as they have. She also says she doesn’t see them as being above her; she’s in her own world. Do you agree?" -Allhiphop
I can understand how you dont see them as "competition"
I can understand not feeling like they are above you.
But, you have as many hits as Rihanna? Bey? wtf?
You got albums blowing up in Bolivia we dont know about??? She smoking on that deaf loud or sumtin?
that mouf only good for one thing and it aint singing
I was at a Red Lobster once, and i was waiting way too long for my food. I got up, bum-rushed my way to the kitchen and started flipping out, making a scene, and told the cooks that I'll have them looking for work in Tuscaloosa if they keep this bummy service up. I ran up on the waiter (who was chilling at the bar, kee-keeing up with her coworkers), knocked a glass of water over and got in her face and demanded I get some type of food or reimbursement to make up for the time lost. Needless to say, I was off a couple shots of the Henny and was listening to M.O.P-Ante Up on repeat on the car ride to Red Lobster.
Another time, me and my shorty were playing slaps (the hand game). And I kept dominating her, she couldn't touch me. I kept winning. She couldn't land one hit on my hands. I got angrier and angrier with each slap I landed, and my tone got angrier after each slap. I don't know what came over me but I started hearing DMX playing in my head and I just kept dominating. She couldn't land one hit on my hands but she kept challenging me. I was getting angry to the point where on the final slap I let off a huge scream in her face, yelled something along the lines of "you can't **** with this! You could never **** with this! You'll never beat me. I'm unstoppable. I'll dominate you, don't you ever step to me" but I broke down crying almost immediately after. This time I was off a pint of E&J and 2 bottles of Becks. Seems like the common denominator is liquor![]()
Was your little short story supposed to be funny? Cause it wasnt.
I just got irrationally angry reading this:
"Ciara has recently opened up about her competition in the industry, or according to her the lack of. When asked why she wasn’t as much of a household name as Beyonce or Rihanna, Ciara told The Guardian that she doesn’t see them as competition because she’s had just as many big hits as they have. She also says she doesn’t see them as being above her; she’s in her own world. Do you agree?" -Allhiphop
I can understand how you dont see them as "competition"
I can understand not feeling like they are above you.
But, you have as many hits as Rihanna? Bey? wtf?
You got albums blowing up in Bolivia we dont know about??? She smoking on that deaf loud or sumtin?
that mouf only good for one thing and it aint singing
People ople in the gym who don't know what the **** they are doing yet use all the damn equipment and take for ******* ever